Isaac is tempting him. Yun Wei thought to himself.
Three months ago, he would have agreed to the other party's request without hesitation.
He so desperately longed for someone to be by his side forever.
He had been wandering alone in the lonely desert for far too long, and the "companionship that will never leave" was the mirage he had been chasing and searching for in the vast sea.
But the "blood pact" that Isaac spoke of sounded too much like torture.
His blood boiled constantly for his sake, and he could only find a moment of peace by drinking fresh blood. But if he were separated from him, Isaac would die.
For some reason, hearing this description made Yun Wei feel heavy-hearted.
He scrutinized the other person's bloodshot eyes intently and asked seriously, "Can such a domineering contract be terminated after it's signed?"
“Of course not,” Isaac replied almost immediately. “Unless I’m dead.”
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei gave a straightforward answer: "Then let's not."
"Why?" Isaac asked, puzzled. "The original contract had many flaws, while the newly signed 'Blood Pact' is much more perfect. Most importantly, I can stay by your side forever."
Yun Wei raised his eyes and calmly replied, "Even without the contract, you would have stayed by my side. You don't need to torture yourself like this."
Upon hearing this, Isaac suddenly lowered his head and laughed, his two menacing fangs hanging outside his pale lips, making him appear even more sinister and dangerous.
But then he suddenly wrapped his arms around Yun Wei's neck, sniffed hard, and said, "You wouldn't be reluctant to part with your own blood, would you?"
At that moment, Isaac's voice echoed in his ears, and Yun Wei could also sensitively feel the other's breath on his neck, which made him tremble slightly.
Although his brain had gradually shut down due to the inexplicable stimulation, and his nerve responses were forced to focus on his coccyx and spine, Yun Wei remained unmoved.
He lowered his eyes, but gently embraced Isaac.
He said, "Then let's sign the first type of contract."
After he finished speaking, there was a brief moment of silence between them.
Yun Wei's chin rested on Isaac's shoulder, so he couldn't see the other's expression. But even so, he could still imagine the resolute look in the other's eyes.
Even though those smoky gray eyes turned blood red, the determination and deep affection in their eyes remained unchanged.
He will never admit his mistake.
Isaac said softly, "Cloud, I was just kidding."
The other person's voice was muffled, carrying a strange sense of regret and guilt.
Yun Wei gently patted the other's smooth back and replied calmly, "I know."
Isaac's acting was even worse than his; he already knew it the moment the other person looked at him.
Yun Wei reluctantly poked at the clearly defined muscles on his back under his eyes and said regretfully, "What a pity, it seems that this ability will never be of any use."
The first type of "Blood Pact" is too cruel, and given Isaac's personality, he would naturally not sign it with anyone.
Yun Wei would not agree to the second type of "Blood Pact." He wasn't a pervert; why would he torture Isaac?
Seemingly annoyed by the poking of his finger, Isaac's back suddenly tensed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Well, there are two other more useful abilities."
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei immediately sat up straight and asked curiously, "What is it?"
The forces in the world generally tend toward a certain balance.
Since Isaac has been tormented so badly by the curse, the skills he gained from it should theoretically be pretty good.
Seeing that his master was clearly much more interested than before, Isaac couldn't help but smile wryly and said, "One is a kind of hypnotic ability, 'charm.' It means that when I look into the other person's eyes, they will subconsciously believe what I say."
At this point, Isaac returned to normal.
"Smoky gray eyes definitely look cooler," Yun Wei thought to himself.
As for the ability the other party just mentioned, it should be easy to understand. As for charm, it's a support skill used during the "hunting" process—
They lure their chosen prey to a secluded place so they can attack it.
However, since Isaac has made up his mind not to hunt, this skill may not be of any use.
In fact, the "negative suggestion" in necromancy is very similar to this skill. Back then, Yun Wei used that magic at the north gate of Moonflower City to command the panicked guards to open the city gate.
While Isaac was introducing himself, Yun Wei was staring blankly into the other man's eyes.
Isaac quickly replied, "However, I haven't used 'Charm' on you right now."
Yun Wei immediately came to his senses.
He curled his lips into a smile and said, "You can use it too, but it would be redundant."
The implication was that he believed whatever Isaac said anyway.
Isaac wasn't fooled. He raised an eyebrow and said, "You clearly didn't believe me just now."
However, Yun Wei was not fooled by him and did not sign that crazy "Blood Pact".
"Ahem." Yun Wei paused, then coughed lightly, saying with disdain, "Who told you to act so badly? Alright, Issa, it's getting late. What's the last ability you have?"
Isaac hesitated, "Yes... I don't know what to call it, maybe it should be called Shapeshifter?"
He stood up and walked towards the door. Before he even reached the door, he had already transformed into George's butler.
To be precise, the other person's body suddenly shrunk, then his hair turned gray and sparse, and when he turned his head again, he already looked like an old, dim-eyed butler.
Of course, the pants and shoes Isaac was wearing then became ill-fitting and looked rather comical.
Yun Wei couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Because Isaac's upper body was only scaled down, it looked like he only had a new head. Except for his eyes, which were still smoky gray, he looked almost exactly like old George.
However--
The strong body below his head still belonged to Isaac.
Genuine import, guaranteed authentic.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and firm muscles.
Without George's bulky frame, Isaac now looked like a huge...
Bean sprouts?
Seeing his master laughing so hard he could hardly breathe, Isaac couldn't help but cry out in grievance:
"Yun, you're so unsupportive! How would I know what's going on under his clothes?"
"Hahahaha, I-sorry!" Yun Wei also realized he shouldn't have laughed. He finally managed to calm himself down, but as soon as he looked up, he couldn't help but burst into laughter again, "Pfft, hahaha—"
Help! Help!
What kind of big-headed grandpa is this?!
Seeing that his master in front of him was laughing so hard he was pounding the bed, Isaac's eyes darkened.
The next moment, his hair silently turned jet black and shiny, and his features became delicate and beautiful.
As Yun Wei was still bowing his head, trying to control his laughter that he hadn't had in a long time, he suddenly saw a fair and slender hand covering his clenched fist.
Through his wet eyelids, he found the hand to be exceptionally familiar, except that the other person's palm was slightly cool, making the back of his hand appear particularly hot.
He immediately fell silent, like a rooster whose neck had been grabbed.
Yun Wei slowly raised his head and, sure enough, saw a "self" standing in front of him, exactly like himself.
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